Orbital Detour NeededI stand in the middle of the granite streets in this hellish, impenetrable city,Orbital Detour Needed by subspaceNinja
its denizens seemingly frozen in time around me, as translucent yellow/red spirits, long lost, swirl in and around and between them,blurring my vision momentarily as I slowly take one hesitant step forward. Then another.
This gritty, detailed environ sets the perfectly constructed stage for the dark faces trudging past. They look at me with their bleak eyes and seem to shake their heads collectively, but I convince myself it is my own imagination. They move along the sidewalk in a disarray, no collective migration pattern emerges.
A dark form moves soundlessly, shapelessly through the sky, partially blocking the dull yellow disk penetrating the reaching tendrils of low-hanging clouds. The light dims and though the air is warm, it's breezy, and feels like eight years old, bringing a smile to my tired old face, whether welcome or earned or not.
I buy an orange from a meaty-faced man in a yellow and blue plai
StatusMy gray minutes fade into dark hours, looming;Status by subspaceNinja
Breeze and stillness merge to one continuous binary rhythm.
Gravity disperses dissuasion judiciously...
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